Chapter 317 Just because I'm in this mountain

Note the stubble purple chry hates the harem fairy chivalrous "Xianling" "mouth "return"

Don't laugh at me for being weak, our concubines are all Yuanying's real concubine;

Don't look at my warm-up girl, she is also a golden jade fairy;

A little monk in the period of qi practice, but the top fairy is favored. Why is this?

A little rookie in the world of cultivation, but he has enjoyed the beauty that the immortal emperor also dreamed of!

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Zhang Yangxin said what did you pretend to be? You are also a member of the An family. Don't you know anything about the An family? Turning to think about it, Li Xinyi has been separated from An Zhiyuan since he was a child. There was no contact with the An family. Naturally, he would not know those things about the An family, so Zhang Yang told the fact that the women of the An family often lived less than 20.

Li Xinyi frowned, and he also felt very good about An Yuchen, the granddaughter, although he was. The monk, but after all, the family affection has not been put down. Thinking that An Yuchen was so young and facing death, he felt uncomfortable.

Chen Chongshan made a braised pork with bamboo shoots, and the dishes were served. The middle-aged man surnamed Qiao also came to the peak with his wife. He stood not far away and looked this way. Zhang Yang saw him and waved his hand with a smile, "Old Joe, come here!"

Old Joe strolled over with his wife. He was very interested in Chen Chongshan's stone house and wanted to take some photos here.

Zhang Yang took him down and poured him a glass of wine: "Since you're here, have two drinks!"

Old Joe was also cheerful. He nodded and said, "Then have two drinks!" His wife reminded, "Old Joe, you have diabetes. The doctor won't let you drink!"

Old Joe smiled and said, "Life is only a few decades. I don't even have such a hobby. What's the point of being alive? Diabetes can't drink beer. Who says you can't drink liquor?

His wife sighed, "You!"

Li Xinyi said, "This benegator is very reasonable. I think you have some fate!"

Lao Qiao smiled and said, "It's fate to meet the Taoist priest!" He picked up a nest and took a bite: "It smells so good! Wife. Try it!" He handed a nest to his wife.

Chen Chongshan said, "If you like it, just eat it. I'll paste another pot later!"

Old Joe nodded, and then sighed, "I like to eat, but unfortunately I don't dare to eat more. This diabetes can't be eradicated, and it can't be separated from medicine. I eat a lot and I'm hungry every day.

Chang Hailong smiled and said, "I have read a foreign report. Hunger is the best state for human survival.

Old Joe said, "I'd rather hold on than be hungry!" He picked up his glass and said, "I'm drunk today. Come on, let's have a drink!"

Although he said that he was drunk today, Lao Qiao was still very careful. After drinking two or two taels of wine, he could stop. Diabetes was mainly diet control, and there was no good way. He took a few photos around the stone house. He heard that Chen Chongshan wrote well and appreciated Chen Chongshan's several ink treasures. He liked them very much Chen Chongshan just met by chance. Naturally, I'm embarrassed to ask for it.

Lao Qiao looked at the pile of waste paper in the corner, which were all the ink discarded by Chen Chongshan. He walked over and picked up a picture: "This is well written. Mr. Chen doesn't want it?"

Chen Chongshan couldn't see his intention. He laughed and said, "Do you like it?"

Old Joe nodded. The above line is only because I am in this mountain. The pen was strong and the back of the paper was strong. He liked it very much. The paper was rotten and stained with a lot of stains on it. Lao Qiao secretly regretted that such a good word was actually thrown into the garbage.

Chen Chongshan said, "If you like it, I'll write one for you!"

Old Joe thought he had heard it wrong: "Really?"

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "Are you a friend of Zhang Yang? What's the font I sent you?" He immediately took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a picture for Lao Qiao at the scene, only because he was in this mountain.

Old Joe got this word, as if he got the treasure. Looking left and right, I'm very happy.

Zhang Yang said, "Lao Qiao, it seems that you also know calligraphy. Show us your hands!"

Old Joe told the truth: "I have practiced calligraphy since I was a child. Unfortunately, I can't write well for this matter. My old man beat me a lot! Maybe I don't have that kind of talent. After so many beatings, my handwriting is still so ugly that I can't see anyone!"

His wife smiled and said, "You are still a little self-akoned." Old Qiao put away his words and asked Chen Chong to say goodbye to them. Chen Chongshan gave him some dried Dongzi. It was said that it was good for diabetes. Lao Qiao thanked him repeatedly. He found a lighter and gave it to Chen Chongshan. It's impolite not to come and go. Chen Chongzhi can only accept it.

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Because Chang Hailong wants to stay on the mountain to take pictures of the sunset. Zhang Yang, they can only give up. Stay for a while. When Chang Hailong finished shooting, the night had come. Chen Chongshan was worried that they would encounter danger when they went down the mountain in the dark, so he suggested that they should stay on the mountain that night. Of course, he can't live in so many people in his stone house, but Li Xinyi's Zixiaguan room is very large.

Li Xinyi opened the side hall, and several people swept together for nearly two hours. The room was just clean, and the bed was the door panel.

The three brothers and sisters of the Chang family couldn't stand it after dinner. After all, their physical strength can't be compared with Zhang Yang, so they go back to rest first.

Li Xinyi, Zhang Yang and Chen Chongshan drink tea and enjoy the moon in the yard together. Above Qingyun Peak, it is easy to make people have a feeling of confusing the past and the present. Li Xinyi said, "Last time those movie shoots paid to help me repair part of it, but most of the buildings in Zixiaguan have not been repaired. If it is not maintained, I think the hall will collapse.

Chen Chongshan said, "There is no money in the county. Let's do it ourselves. The repair should last for a few days."

Zhang Yang said, "Don't worry, I will solve this matter, if the county is unwilling to allocate funds. I'll ask the city's finance to allocate funds!"

Li Xinyi knew that he had a lot of ways and said with a smile, "Actually, I just told you!"

Zhang Yang said, "You don't need to tell me. Just tell the An family about this matter, and they will pay to help you renovate the Taoist temple.

Li Xinyi stared at him. He didn't want to talk to the younger generation of the An family.

Chen Chongshan said, "In fact, there are many historical sites in Zixiaguan, including architecture, wood carvings, stone carvings, and murals in Tibetan scripture caves

Li Xinyi sighed and said, "The murals in the Tibetan scripture cave have been seriously damaged, and now they can't even see the color."

This sentence was heard by Chang Hailong, who got up and went to the toilet. He studied art and was very interested in these things. He came over and said, "Mr. Li. Do you still have murals in the Zixia view?

Li Xinyi said: "In the back yard. I want to see. I'll take you there!"

Chang Hailong and Zhang Yang are very interested in this. Chang Hailong has the purpose of appreciating art. Zhang Yang is purely curious. Li Xinyi took the lantern and took them to the Tibetan Sutra Cave. There was a room at the entrance of the Tibetan Sutra Cave. Later, it collapsed due to years of disrepair. Li Xinyi A temporary hut was set up outside. Chang Hailong couldn't help sighing when he saw the current situation. The protection of cultural relics in Chunyang is really bad.

Li Xinyi walked in the front with a lantern. Chang Hailong followed closely and turned on the flashlight. Although the flashlight was not big, it was very bright. Li Xinyi looked at the flashlight in Chang Hailong's hand curiously: "How can it be so bright?"

Chang Hailong said, "Meiguang!"

Li Xinyi said, "There are too many high-tech things now!" He reminded them to pay attention to their feet. The road surface in the Tibetan Sutra Cave is uneven.

After walking more than ten meters, the front was wide. Li Xinyi raised the lantern. Some murals could be seen on the walls on both sides. Chang Hailong was born in art. He carefully watched the murals on the wall. From an artistic point of view, the value of these murals should not be high.

Chen Chongshan has been to the Tibetan Sutra Cave many times; naturally he won't feel anything strange. Zhang Yang became interested in these murals. What he painted now turned out to be a set of meditation inner skills. Zhang Yang couldn't help thinking of the pure internal skills of Chen Xue's cultivation. She once said that the internal skills of her practice came from Li Xinyi. It seems that there are still a lot of good things in the old Taoist's Tibetan scriptures.

It's a pity that the murals in the Tibetan scripture cave are incomplete. After the four of them stayed in it for half an hour, they came out. Chang Hailong said, "Although the murals have some history, the craftsmanship level of painting should be very ordinary, and the actual value is not high."

Chen Chongshan said, "Although Zixiaguan has some history. However, it is not very famous, and Qingtai Mountain is not a famous Taoist mountain, so Taoist culture is not outstanding.

Li Xinyi said, "It's not true. Zixia Guan still has a master. It is said that Zhang Tianshi has practiced in Zixia Guan."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You can do some articles and set up a statue of Zhang Tianshi in front of Zixia Temple. I heard that many cities are building Buddha statues, one is taller than the other, and the other is bigger than the other.

Chang Hailong said, "Nanxi has made a bronze station Buddha, which is said to be the largest bronze station Buddha in Asia. After the construction of Zhanfo, another tourism highlight was added.

Zhang Yang said, "Let's also make the largest statue of Zhang Tianshi in Asia. No, if you want to do it, make it the largest in the world. By the way, invite those Guinnessers over, get a Guinness certificate, and keep the famous world. In this way, Qingtai Mountain can focus on Taoist culture!"

Li Xinyi shook his head when he heard it: "Zixiaguan is a pure game. Do you want to contaminate my pure land with secular spirit?"

Zhang Yang said, "Mr. Li might as well think about it. The money is rolling in!"

Li Xinyi said, "Money is something outside the body. It's not to cultivate Taoist customs, so I won't think about these vulgar things!"

They walked out of the Tibetan scripture cave. The night sky was as blue as washing, and the bright moonlight sprinkled all over the earth. Why did it look like a layer of silver frost on a cage? Li Xinyi yawned and said, "It's night. I'm going to rest!"

Chang Hailong also went to the side hall

Zhang Yang and Chen Chongshan returned to his stone house to rest.

Chen Chongshan said, "I heard that you were sick a few days ago?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "I have been raised in Beijing for a while, and I have seen Chen Xue!"

Chen Chongshan said with concern, "How about the snow?"

"It's good!" After saying that, Zhang Yang paused and said, "She knows martial arts!"

Chen Chongshan laughed and said, "She learned some basic things from Taoist priest Li when she was a child. It should be the health-preserving skill of Taoist families, and martial arts should not be discussed."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "The mural I saw in the Tibetan scripture cave just now seems to be practicing breath!"

Chen Chongshan said, "I heard Li Xinyi say that. The previous hosts of Zixiaguan are all armed!"

Zhang Yang has seen Li Xinyi's martial arts with his own eyes. He nodded and said, "Master Li is also a real person. I think he is also a martial arts master.

Chen Chongshan smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Yang said, "The opening of Qingtai Mountain has encountered a little trouble. This time I will report it to the city when I go back."

Chen Chongshan sighed and said, "It's a good thing to travel, but if it is blocked, it's better to let Qingtai Mountain return to the past. Only natural things are the most beautiful things. Once the landscape of Qingtai Mountain becomes a commodity, it will lose its former spiritual beauty."

Zhang Yang understands Chen Chongshan's feelings for Qingtai Mountain. He whispered, "Even if Anjia is unwilling to invest in Qingtai Mountain, there are still many merchants who want to invest in Qingtai Mountain, and the tourism economy is already the general trend. You need to know that the times will move forward, and it is impossible to turn back. Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "I don't understand political affairs, and I don't want to understand them, but I don't think that the land under my feet should be regarded as capital to make political achievements at any time, but to really love her. Only in this way can this landscape become more beautiful!"

Chang Hailong wanted to shoot the sunrise of Qingtai Mountain in the early morning, but he didn't expect that there was a heavy fog in the early morning, and the whole mountain was shrouded in a vast white fog. Chang Hailong's shooting plan can only be blown away.

Zhang Yang wanted to go down the mountain early, but it was so foggy. He is afraid of getting lost, and there are three brothers and sisters of the Chang family around him, so it's not good if there is any mistake. So he chose to wait patiently on the mountain, and it was not until the fog dissipated at noon that he said goodbye to the three brothers and sisters of the Chang family.

Zhang Yang was scheduled to pick up his mother. Only when he returned to Chunyang's home did he know that his stepfather Zhao Tiesheng caught a cold, and his mother Xu Lihua had to stay to take care of him. Zhang Yang took advantage of Zhao Tiesheng's pulse. Convinced that he didn't have a big deal, he went to the pharmacy to grab the medicine and sent it back to him. After a series of toss. It was more than four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Yang returned to Jiangcheng.

On the way, Chang Hailong proposed to go to Nanlin Temple to offer incense. He can't forget this matter every time he comes to Jiangcheng. Chang Haixin knows that his brother is paying off his wish. The wish he made in Nanlin Temple last time was fulfilled.

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